“Uhhhh—”

The poison contained in the blasphemous words corroded the spirit's mind, causing it to tremble violently all over its body. Unspeakable pain pierced every inch of the spirit's senses. Bright blood-red spread in her sight, and the spirit immediately fell into a struggle.

"No... We can't go on like this!"

Realizing the danger of continuing to possess Vanya, the possessed spirit immediately chose to break away. An invisible object that ordinary people could not see directly drilled out of Vanya's body, then twisted and struggled and flew quickly into the distance. Vanya, who was no longer possessed by the spirit, relaxed and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Dorothy controlled her body in the end, so she just staggered at this time.

"What happened to the little nun?"

The audience around showed curiosity and worry about the abnormal condition of Vanya, and Mazar, who was not far from Robert, couldn't help but feel puzzled when he saw the appearance of Vanya in front of him. Robert, who was beside him, showed worry after seeing this situation, but there was still a solemnity in the depths of his eyes.

After expelling the spirit, Vanya's consciousness began to gradually recover. The drug that put her into a deep sleep had weakened by midnight. She had been unable to wake up before because of the oppression of the possessed spirit. Now that the possessed spirit was expelled, she began to wake up slowly. When her consciousness recovered and she saw the situation in front of her, she couldn't help but be stunned.

"Hey... what happened? Why are there so many people?"

"Be careful, someone wants to frame you for an assassination, and the mastermind may still be nearby!" Dorothy reminded Vanya seriously through the information channel when she woke up slowly. After hearing Dorothy's words, Vanya was stunned and began to look around.

At this time, behind Vanya, several train attendants saw Vanya's condition and their faces turned black. Then they glanced at the window not far away. Finally, in their eyes, the window of the train not far away was directly opened, and a figure quickly flipped out of it. Looking closely, it was a priest with a bandage on his wrist. He was Kidd from the special envoy's guard! In Dorothy's eyes, he also appeared to be possessed!

'Shit! There's more than one!'

"Watch out for the back hand on the right! That guy named Kidd is going to attack the welcome guests!"

Seeing Kidd's look, Dorothy immediately reminded Vanya, who was still a little confused. After hearing this, Vanya immediately turned her head and looked in the direction Dorothy reminded her. At this time, Kidd had squeezed through the crowd and entered the carpet area. He stared at Robert and other welcoming guests in front of him with an indifferent expression, pulled out a pistol from his body, pointed it at the other party, and shouted loudly.

"Supreme Lord!"

While shouting, Kidd was about to pull the trigger to shoot the bullet, but at this time Vanya had turned around and rushed to him at high speed. She quickly knocked the pistol out of Kidd's hand, then grabbed his arm with great force, and with a sweep of her feet, she broke Kidd's center of gravity, threw him to the ground, and then subdued him, making Kidd unable to move. The whole process was clean and neat, and the audience on the side cheered.

The moment he saw Kidd being captured, Robert's eyes, which were pretending to be surprised, dimmed involuntarily. Then he glanced slightly and glanced at the flight attendants behind Vanya with a very subtle peripheral vision. After seeing Robert's glance, those flight attendants immediately took action.

At the moment when Kidd was thrown to the ground, before all the audience could react and when everyone around them focused their eyes and attention on Kidd and Vanya, a conductor in a uniform standing at the door of the train pulled out a pistol from his clothes, pointed it at the VIPs at the end of the carpet in front, and opened fire and shouted.

"The Most Holy One!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

In the eyes of the audience, almost ignored, in Dorothy's eyes, there was no sign of being possessed, and almost no sense of existence. The stewardess now held a pistol in his hand and fired bullets at the front of the carpet without hesitation. Amid the deafening gunshots, high-speed bullets flew across the carpet and hit the VIP team.

Amid the screams of the audience, bullets pierced through their bodies. The obese Mazar, who seemed to be larger than him, was shot twice in fear and fell to the ground wailing. Robert, who was at the front of the team, was also shot in the chest. He covered his bloody chest and fell slowly with a painful expression. In addition, a stray bullet hit a noble lady and another hit a gentleman. They all fell to the ground in full view of the crowd.

"Capture the assassin! Protect the noble!"

Amid the panic among the audience, the captain of the city guard who was originally responsible for maintaining order on the scene shouted orders, and then a group of guards immediately rushed forward. They were divided into two parts, one part went to protect the gathered VIPs, and the other part quickly rushed to the door of the train and captured the assassin.

On the other side of the carriage, Dorothy frowned and muttered after seeing the chaotic scene.

"This is... not counting the cost..."